SK8 XTC (poetry & photo edits)-me

soaring through the air, an exhilarating rush floods my veins, as gravity loosens its grip and I become weightless, suspended in a fleeting moment of pure freedom.

The wind whips past my face, carrying a symphony of rush and anticipation, while my heart pounds in harmony with the rhythm of my tricks.

like a dance with gravity, or an intimate conversation between potential and possibility. When I land, a burst of triumphant euphoria erupts inside me, a perfect blend of adrenaline and accomplishment, leaving me craving that soaring sensation all over again....

euphoria....